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Gamehendge Lyrics
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'The Human being Who Stepped Into Yesterday'

What follows tin can be most accurately described as a transcript of Trey Anastasio'ssenior thesis while attendingGoddard Higher. Equanimous in 1987, this story tells a modern fairy tale of power and corruption, with..well, I'll just let yous read it, it's not too long. The below transcript has been refined over time from the various recordings I've heard.

If you would like to download a perfect copy, there is a SHN loseless version as well as a wonderfully Remastered 2014 version by Stuff That Bubbled Up (direct link to MP3 version hither.) The artwork shown below is used with permission by Joseeen. Click any paradigm for a larger version.

This as well seem like the place to mention that in that location is a musical compilation  inspired past Gamehendge

INTRODUCTION

Wilson

Wilson

Wilson

Wilson

Wilson

In one case upon a time in that location was a mount that rose out of a vast green woods. And in the woods in that location were birds and lakes and rocks and copse and rivers. The forest was besides inhabited by a pocket-sized group of people called the lizards. The lizards were a simple people and they had lived in the wood undisturbed for thousands of years in utter peace and tranquility.

Once a year when spring came, and the beginning blossoms began to show, the lizards would gather at the base of the mount to give thanks for all that they had. They thanked the birds and they thanked the lakes and they thanked the rocks and the trees and the rivers; just most chiefly, they thanked Icculus.

Icculus lived at the tiptop of the mount, or at to the lowest degree anybody thought so, for no one had actually e'er seen him. But they knew he existed, because they had the Helping Friendly Book. Icculus had given the Helping Friendly Book to the Lizards thousands of years before every bit a gift. It contained all of the knowledge inherent in the universe, and had enabled the Lizards to exist in harmony with nature for years.

And so they lived; until ane day a traveler arrived in Gamehendge. His proper name was Wilson and he speedily became intrigued past the Lizards way of life. He asked if he could stay on and alive in the forest; and the Lizards, who had never seen an outsider, were happy to oblige.

Wilson lived with the Lizards for a few years, studying the ways of the Helping Friendly Book, and all was well. Until one morning when they awoke and the book was gone. Wilson explained that he had hidden the book, knowing that the Lizards had become dependent on it for survival. He declared himself king and enslaved the innocent people of Gamehendge. He cut down the trees and built a city, which he called Prussia. And in the center of the metropolis he built a castle,  and locked in the highest tower of the castle lay the Helping Friendly Book out of the reach of the Lizards forever.

But our story begins at a dissimilar time, not in Gamehendge, simply on a suburban street in Long Island, and our hero is no king sitting in a castle, he is a retired colonel shaving in his bath. '

. . .

Colonel Forbin looked square in the mirror and dragged the blade across his cold creamed skin. He saw the tired little folds of flesh that lay in a heap beneath his eyes. 50-two years of obedient self-restraint, of hiding his tension backside a serene veil of sophistication. For fifty-2 years he had piled information technology all on the dorsum burner, and for fifty-two years information technology had boiled, frothing over in a turbulent storm within of him. It had escaped through his eyes, reacting with the cigarette smoke and the fluorescent lights and slowly accumulating into a sagging mass. He ran his dripping palm across the stubble on the nape of his neck and thought again nearly the door.

He had discovered the door some months dorsum on one of his ritualistic morning time walks with his canis familiaris McGrupp. Information technology had started out as a typical stroll with McGrupp bounding joyously ahead of the preoccupied colonel. Every bit they reached the apex of the loma, he saw information technology and he knew information technology had always been there, and felt foolish for overlooking the door for so long.

At first, he tried to ignore it, but he soon institute that information technology was impossible, and slowly his newly acquired knowledge transformed his dreary life into a prison from which there was only ane escape.

And on this morning, Colonel Forbin stepped through the door.

LIZARDS

Passing through the corridor I came upon an aging knight who leaned against the wall in gnarly armor
He was on his mode to run into the rex

Wilson
Wilson
Wilson

He led me through the streets of Prussia talking as he tried to trounce a issues that scurried underneath his boot-heel
He said there was a place where we should go
Then he atomic number 82 me through the forest to the edge of a lagoon by which we wandered 'til we reached a bubbly spring
The knight grew very quiet as nosotros stood in that location
And so he lifted up his visor and he turned to me and he began to sing

chorus:

He said I come from the land of darkness
I said I come from the state of doom
He said I come up from the land of Gamehendge
From the country of the big baboon
But I'm never ever going dorsum in that location
And I couldn't if I tried
'Crusade I come from the country of Lizards
And the Lizards they have died
And the Lizards they have died
And the Lizards they have died
And the Lizards they have died

He told me that the Lizards were a race of people practically extinct from doing things smart people don't do
He said that he was once a Lizard besides
His name was Rutherford the Brave and he was on a quest to save
the people from the fate that lay before them.
Their impuissant end was perilously near
The Lizards would be saved, he said, if they could exist enlightened by the writings of the Helping Friendly Book

In all of Prussia simply one existed
And Wilson had declared that any person who possessed it was a crook

[chorus]

The Helping Friendly Book, it seemed, possessed the aboriginal secrets of eternal joy and never-catastrophe splendor
The play a trick on was to give up to the menstruation
ahhhhhh

We walked along below the moon
He lead usa through the bush 'till soon
We saw before our eyes a raging river
He said that we could swim it if we tried
And saying this the knight dove in forgetting that his conform of arms would surely weigh him down and so he sunk

And as his torso disappeared before me
I bowed my caput in silence and remembered all thoughts that he had thunk

[chorus]

NARRATION

Simply Rutherford and Forbin weren't alone. And suddenly an unexpected movement caught his middle. On the far side of the river he saw a shaggy brute continuing in the weeds who stared across at Forbin with an unrelenting gaze. A gigantic mass of muscles and claws. The hideous beast reared back and hurled himself in the water and swam toward the region where Rutherford lay. And in a flash, the beast was gone, underneath the surface to the frosty depths below while Forbin, bewildered, waited alone.

The seconds dragged by in what seemed similar hours till finally the colonel felt information technology all had been a dream. Defeated, he bowed his head so turned to become. Suddenly with a roar, the beast emerged before him and held the brave knight's body to the sky. And the animate being laid the knight upon the shore. And the colonel fell beside his friend in prayer that he'd survive. And Rutherford, brave Rutherford was live.

Ahhhhhhh

. . .

Forbin and the unit monster were crouched over the soggy knight carefully removing his beefy helmet when the colonel heard a sound behind him. He turned around and came face to face with an enormous shaggy horse-similar creature covered from head to tail with alternating blotches of chocolate-brown and white. It was a two-toned multi-beast, and atop the multi-beast sat the most beautiful adult female the colonel had ever seen. After l-ii years of undaunted bachelorhood, the colonel felt a feeling rush over him every bit he had never felt earlier.

TELA

The sky is burning in this lone human
And I kneel by the river and I experience the sand and the air current
The air current from beyond the mountain
The air current from beyond the mount

And she comes to me in this lonely land
And looks downward from the multi-animal on which she rides like the wind
The wind from beyond the mountain
The wind from beyond the mount

Tela was born in a vulgar crooked hut
In the shadow of Wilson's castle
Venomous contemptuousness from a life of biting toil
In the shadow of Wilson's castle
Glory esteem fueled by her hatred it grew
Swelling to the signal where it would
Burst at the seems there was nix she could practice

Tela Tela Jewel of Wilson's foul domain
Tela Tela Jewel of Wilson's foul domain

A lullaby the breezes whisper
And I wait into her eyes and my frozen heart begins to thaw
And burns, 'til layer subsequently layer melts away into a pool
A heaven blue mirror of her eyes
And my soul is made of marble only in her gaze I crumble into dust
And migrate away on the current of air
The wind from across the mount
The wind from beyond the mountain

Tela grew strong from her struggle to suffer
In the shadow of Wilson'due south castle
Fourth dimension touched her wounds and shelter proved the cure
In the shadow of Wilson's castle
Each passing twenty-four hours seemed to feed the brazen serpent locked inside
And liberate the spirit she'd concealed for and so long
There was no place left to hide

Tela Tela Gem of Wilson'due south foul domain
Tela Tela Precious stone of Wilson's foul domain
A lullaby the breezes whisper

NARRATION

Tela reached out her hand and helped Forbin on to the back of the multi-beast, and together they rode off into the forest. As they rode, Tela explained to him about Wilson and the Helping Friendly Volume. She told the colonel that she was part of a revolution to overthrow the evil rex. The leader of the revolution was a Lizard named Errand Wolfe who was out to avenge the death of his son Roger.

Roger, she said, had been executed by Wilson at the age of xiv on suspicion of treason. He had been abducted from his home and hung in the public square.

The ii rode on in silence, deeper and deeper into the centre of the forest until they came to the outskirts of a small community. Tela explained to Forbin that they had reached the base of the revolutionaries. The colonel looked up and there in the center of the clearing stood Errand Wolfe. He was a small man simply his presence was overpowering. He seemed to emit a kind of fierce energy that sent chills down the colonel's spine. And as the multi-beast moved towards him, he raised his fist in anger, and his voice filled the forest.

WILSON

Oh out nearly Stonehenge, I lived solitary
Oh out nigh Gamehendge, I chafed a bone
Wilson, Rex of Prussia, I lay this detest on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all trune for you

Talk my duke a mountain, Helping Friendly Volume
Insofar as fiefdom, I think you bad crook
Wilson, Male monarch of Prussia, I lay this hate on you
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all true for you

I talked to my son Roger, Rutherford the same
[or "I talked to Mike Christian, Rog and Pete the same"]
When we had that coming together, over downwards near Game(henge)

Wilson, Male monarch of Prussia, I lay this hate on you lot
Wilson, Duke of Lizards
I beg it all true for you

You got me back thinkin' that y'all're the worst 1
I must inquire, Wilson

Tin you lot all the same have fun?
Wilson
Can you even so have fun?
Wilson
Can y'all still accept fun?
Wilson

NARRATION

Meanwhile, in the main foursquare in Prussia, the state of the revolution was taking another turn for the worst. A crowd of townspeople had gathered to witness the hanging of Wilson'due south accountant, Mr. Palmer. Information technology seemed that Palmer had been a revolutionary himself and had been extorting Wilson's money to fund the revolution. Palmer stood on the scaffold with Wilson and the AC/DC Bag, an electrified robot-hangman with a blackness bag over his caput. Wilson seemed pleased as he began to speak.

AC/DC BAG

Mr. Palmer is concerned with the g dollar question
Just like Roger he's a crazy little kid

I've got the time if you've got the inclination
So cheer upwards Palmer, you'll shortly be dead

The noose is hanging, at to the lowest degree you won't dice wondering
Sit upwardly and take notice Tell it like it is

If I were near you I wouldn't be far from you
I've got a feeling yous know what y'all did

chorus:

AC/DC Pocketbook
AC/DC Bag
Air-conditioning/DC Bag
DC Bag
(2x)

Fourth dimension to put your coin where your oral fissure is
Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out
I'm running so fast my feet don't affect the ground

I'm a stranger here I'thou going down

Let'southward get downward to the nitty gritty
Let'south get this prove on the road
I'll evidence you mine if you show me yours
I'm breathing hard – open up the door

[chorus]

Brain dead, and made of money
No future at all
Pull down the blinds and run for cover
No future at all

Who would've idea information technology, that's where I am
No time to come at all
Don't sweat it, that's where I am
Whoa, carry me down, downward, down, down

NARRATION

By that dark, news of Palmer's decease had traveled back to the camp. Spirits were low and Colonel Forbin felt devastated. Even though he had simply been in Gamehendge for one day, he had already developed a deep hatred for Wilson. He wanted desperately to assistance the revolutionaries, merely without Palmer, it seemed hopeless.

He wandered slowly through the camp and passed Errand Wolfe, sitting by the fire with Rutherford, who had returned that afternoon. He walked on and soon found himself outside of Tela's hut. Forbin knocked and walked in. Tela saturday behind a makeshift desk in the center of a room that was littered with small cages containing spotted stripers, a tiny 3-legged breed of animal. The unit of measurement monster sat in the corner. The colonel took a step toward Tela and spoke. "I needed to come here this night" he said, "to tell you that I've fallen in dearest with you." He looked to her eyes for blessing just her confront remained frozen in an dead stare. An bad-mannered blanket of silence fell over the room and hung for a long moment earlier existence shattered past the sound of the door swinging violently open.

It was Rutherford the Brave. The ironclad knight rushed across the room and gripped the throats of Tela and the unit monster in each of his mighty hands. They struggled to break gratuitous merely even the unit monster was no friction match for Rutherford's power and soon it was over. The bodies roughshod to the flooring in a lifeless heap.

Colonel Forbin stepped frontward from where he stood in the corner unable to comprise his defoliation and rage and screamed "WHY?" His question was answered by Errand Wolfe who had quietly slipped through the doorway during the defoliation.

"She was a spy," he said, and explained to Forbin that she had been sending information to Wilson using the spotted stripers as carriers. Roger'south decease had aroused his suspicion, and Palmer'south had confirmed it.

The colonel stood in silence in a world that had turned upwardly-side-down then many times that he no longer knew which style was up. Information technology had all seemed and so uncomplicated when he first arrived. Good versus evil, and of grade he had sided with proficient as he had done all his life. And at present, he stood and stared into the optics of Errand Wolfe and he saw evil. The entire picture began to seem like an enormous puzzle with one piece missing, and the colonel knew what that piece was.

"Within twenty-four hours," he said to Errand Wolfe, "Y'all will have the Helping Friendly Book." And even as the words were leaving his lips, he institute himself running out the door and into the woods, not towards Prussia, but toward the great mountain looming in the altitude.

COLONEL FORBIN'S ASCENT

Colonel Forbin stared up at the mountain
And wiped abroad the beads of sweat that glistened on his brow
His tired feet were buried in the quagmire
And his bittersweet eyes saw all that lay between him and fulfillment of his vow

And he felt his fingers wrap effectually a knotted root
And pulled his trunk upwards
To a body of water light-green mossy boulder
And he dragged his weary carcass up the mount

And he climbed so slowly
He climbed and so slowly
Ahead
Ahead

Suddenly he heard the scissure of thunder
And the rocks began to crumble overhead
And tumble downwards the mountain to the dismal swamp that lay beneath the jagged cliffs through which his path had led

And the globe began to quake below his feet
And the mighty mountain inverse before his eyes
And he stood amidst a sea of dust and rocks and stones Cascading downward the mountain
And a thousand birds were headed for the heaven. Oh…

The sacred creed will be yours
And if yous wait until tomorrow
The sacred creed will exist yours
To devour
Yours
To seize
And to obey

Obey

When the dust had cleared, the colonel lifted up his head
And was driven to his knees by a blazing beam of lite
And he saw the silhouette that stood before him
And he bowed in reverence trembling in the shadow of the mighty legend'southward class

Icculus the prophet stood before his optics
Looking downwardly on Colonel Forbin where he shuddered in the puddles and the muck

And he quietly addressed him
And he spoke so slowly
He spoke so slowly
Ahead
He said

Colonel Forbin I know why you lot've come here
And I'll help y'all with your quest to proceeds the knowledge that y'all lack
I call upon my faithful friend the mockingbird
To wing and seize the helping book and bring it to your shack

And a tree of cognition in your soul will abound
And the Helping Friendly Book will plant the seed
Only I warn you that all knowledge seeming innocent and pure becomes a deadly weapon in the easily of avarice

A nd greed
The sacred greed will be yours

And if you wait until tomorrow
The sacred creed will be yours
To devour
Yours
To seize
And to obey
And to obey

And the famous mockingbird swooped down out of the sky and landed on Icculus'southward shoulder, and Icculus whispered into the bird's ear, and it flew off toward Wilson's castle in the valley below.

FAMOUS MOCKINGBIRD

Fly famous mockingbird
Fly

Fly famous mockingbird
Fly

Fly famous mockingbird
Wing

Fly famous mockingbird
Fly
Fly
Fly

Fly famous mockingbird
Fly

NARRATION

The next morning at the camp Errand Wolfe and Rutherford stood frozen in awe as the famous mockingbird flew out of the sky and laid the Helping Friendly Book at their feet. The quest for the volume had dragged on for so many years that it'due south sudden advent left the men staring in disbelief, unsure of what their next move should be.

The daze wore off quickly though, and Errand Wolfe shot into high gear. He snatched up the book with one hand and the famous mockingbird with the other, and began to inform Rutherford of his program. He would first impale Wilson, and and then put the Helping Friendly Volume to work for him.

With Rutherford'south assist he fastened the famous mockingbird to a pole, with glue and rubber bands, to insure the secrecy of his mission, and then set out to find the only human being in Gamehendge who could handle the chore of eliminating a Rex.

SLOTH

They call me the sloth
Way down in the ghetto

Italian Spaghetti
Singing falsetto

Sleeping all 24-hour interval
Rip Van Winklin'

Spend my nights in bars
Spectacles tinklin'

I'thou so bad
He's so nasty

Ain't got no friends
Real outcasty

Stay out of my way
End upwards a cripple

I'll take this piece of paper
And slice your nipple

They call me the Sloth
Way downward in the ghetto

Italian Spaghetti
Singing falsetto

Sleeping all day
Rip Van Winklin'

Spend my nights in confined
Glasses tinklin'

NARRATION

Colonel Forbin stared at the 14 bars that stood at the end of the cell. He ran his hand beyond the cold, damp dungeon wall and thought again about the door. He had traveled through the door out of necessity. Once he knew it existed, he merely couldn't leave information technology lone. Just like Wilson. Just like Tela. Just like Errand Wolfe. And he saturday in the dungeon, and he realized that he was back again through the door. And through the tiny window in the corner of his cell, he heard the afar strains.

Errand

Errand

Errand

Errand

And from atop the mountain Icculus looked down on all that went on below him. And he smiled.

POSSUM

I come from atop the mountain babe
Where the people come to pray

I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come up to pray

There ain't no truth in action
'Less you believe information technology anyway

I was riding down the road i day and
Someone hit a possum

I was riding down the route one solar day and
Someone hit a possum

The route was his finish
His end was the road
So they say

Whoa possum
possum, possum
POSSUM

Whoa possum
possum, possum
POSSUM

Whoa possum, possum
Your end is the road

I was riding down the road 1 day and
Someone hitting a possum

I was riding downward the route one 24-hour interval and
Someone hit a possum

The road was his finish
His end was the route
So they say

Whoa possum
possum, possum
POSSUM

Whoa possum
possum, possum
POSSUM

Whoa possum,
Your cease is the route

Whoa possum, possum
Your end is the road

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